Dreams

  Going to School with Shah Rukh! (in a dream, a long ago) I found myself on the way to my alma mater along with Shah Rukh Khan in a half-open jeep. I was puzzled why I was with Shah Rukh Khan, the King of Bollywood. Maybe I was going to the school to attend a function there. On our way to the school, our jeep was passing by a farm well which was on the left side of the road. It was used for watering crops by farmers in the old-fashioned way, using bulls and a very big metal-sheet bucket. To lift the bucket filled with water up from the well, the bulls are driven down a sloped pit to pull the bucket, which is tied to a rope. And to send the bucket down into the well for refilling, the poor bulls and the farmers both had to walk backwards up the slope . No electric power is needed, and it is a good but probably unpleasant exercise for both the bulls and the farmers. I wanted to go past the well and check what was there, as I had never seen anything beyond the well and the pit befor...

  In A Local Railway Station (in my dream in early hours of June 8, 2025) In the early hours of my dream today, Sunday, June 8, 2025, I was in a railway station waiting to board a train to a destination I didn't know. However, I was sure I had to board a train to reach this unknown place. This was a local railway station, much like the ones you find in Mumbai. It definitely didn't look like the modern metro stations you find in Bengaluru and Hyderabad. Although I visited Mumbai last year, I didn't have the opportunity to visit any metro station there, nor did I board a non-metro local train. While I was waiting for my train to the unknown destination, many trains passed in both directions multiple times. I noticed a group of people – probably three foreigners and one Indian – chatting with each other beside the train platform. The platform was unusually not at an elevated height but was at the same level as the street next to it. One could simply walk into the station from ...

  Buying Seeds in a Market Place (in my dream in early hours of June 6, 2025) Durga and I found ourselves in a marketplace, not entirely sure where it was! Perhaps it was somewhere in the USA because we had just returned from our short trip of about a month and a half in Santa Clara, California. My son used to take us to a different place every weekend unless we declined. After all, we only had six weekends at our disposal to explore one of the vast countries of the world. During our stay, we visited Pier 39 marketplace in San Francisco, which is just about forty-five minutes to an hour from his home. All of a sudden, Durga wanted to buy some seeds, probably to take them back to Bengaluru. "What seeds do you want to buy?" I asked her. "Cont... and...," she said from a little distance away from me. She was busy looking at various shops. "Cont... what?" I enquired , as I didn't hear the names correctly. "Okay, first you stand in the queue...